Pleasureville - One Rash Rap | Текст песни

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Smith
Cause you know I've had this rash since I was five years old,
All these doctors try to help me but I can't be told,
What it is, who am I, what this rash is meant to be!
If my haters think I'm dirty I don't wanna be clean!
Yea! 'cause I'm rap's weird smell,
Bitch, I might be fatal but you just can't tell,
Clothes coming off, better wipe me down,
Only threads I need are a medical gown!

Trott
I'm a rash, y'all!
And I'm here to say,
I'm creeping up your leg in a major way!
Feel an itch, son?
Cause I've gone bright red,
Don't ignore me, son, or you'll end up dead!

Ross
I've got a crazy itch,
And It's fucking up my brain!
Got a dark red patch and I'm rapping with this pain,
It's incurable! Got no cream for dis,
Only meds I've got are the raps I spit!
Find a cure! I've got to find a cure!
I've rubbing this rash with a broken handsaw,
And I hate it! But I've got to fucking fake it,
The remedy's this melody - I guess I'll fucking take it!

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